The Beaten Track

You know the easy road is a beaten track
But it's not the road I thought I’d be taking
And it's one step forward, two or three steps back
But I know at least the road is of my making
I know at least the road is of my making

I’m a searcher, always have been all my life
That was until I thought I’d found my golden fleece
And the gleaming garment surely did entice
But it slowly turned to lead before my eyes
It slowly turned to lead before my eyes

Embrace what life decides to throw your way
You're not the first who’s closed an open door
And I won't be the first to be afraid
But there’s no room for fearing anymore
There’s no room for fearing anymore

And I feel like I've been swimming against the tide
That's what people do who never fit the mould
And I've never been along for just the ride
Now it's time to raise my voice and tell it till it's told
It's time to raise my voice and tell it till it's told

The day she went away something died in me
But something else grew so much stronger
I still have what she no longer has
So go on, live your life now to the full
To the full, to the full